Re: Sam/Jenna
Jenna let her dad hug her, she wasn't small, but it was hard not to feel that way with someone like her dad with his arms around you. And breathed out slowly, still holding on to that last bit of control she had, because she might be admitting that she didn't know how to be here, but she wasn't going to cry.
"I don't know how to be here, I should want to be here - with Sean and you." The others weren't so bad really, but not enough to make her want to stay. Sean and her dad should have been enough to make her want to stay here, but all she thought about was going back. When things were hard or uncomfortable she couldn't stop making the comparisons, how much she'd rather be there than here. Even if being here meant taking care of Sean and getting the time with her dad that she had always wanted.
"It's why you kept going back right?" She asked him, wondering how she'd feel after the years that she'd signed up for were over, if she'd go back for more of it because it was the only place that she felt right. At home she didn't need to worry about going back or not - she still had years of service left, but after that who knew.